Government is not reason; it is not eloquence; it is force! Like fire, it is a dangerous servant and a fearful master. ~ George Washington -

"A society of sheep must in time beget a government of wolves." --French philosopher Bertrand de Jouvenel--
"Or in our case hyenas." --Warren / Longrange1--

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

O.C.D. (obsessive/compulsive disorder)

I think I have it, do you? Although I’m not too fond of the disorder part…

Statistics heard are approximately 85% of the population has it. They’re wrong, as usual.

I refuse on a daily basis to go to the doctor to find out. How many others do not want confirmation of this and fight the urge to see someone about it? Why, there must be enough to drive that number up to 99% because, hey, 100% would be perfect and we all know…hahahahahahahahahahaha!!! You moron!!!

The most common form I’ve seen is the hand washing disorder. Our son had it from a very early age and after a few years of sky high water bills I politely told him, “Oedipus, you must stop this nonsense before your hands crack off from the dryness you’re creating from too much water!” He responded, “Really mama?” “Really son.” And he quit! Just like that! Okay, so I didn’t call him Oedipus - his father did.

The nurturing side of me feeling sorry for him started buying him the germex-type waterless, anti-bacterial hand cleaners as a consolation. After a couple of years of that I had to look at myself and say, “Your majesty, who is the ruler here?” So I stopped buying it and VOILA! He quit.

My immediate thoughts were, “hmmmmmmm, who is developing these o.c.d. patterns here?” That rotten kid is trying to control me! I won’t have it! So, after four showers that day I decided to get into a different swing of things.

I was going to narrow down my opening of the washer lid during the wash cycle from 16 to 10 to 4 to 2. Lo and behold, it took only a couple of years and that one incident at the Laundromat with the front load washer--------eeeeeeek-------banned from that Laundromat! Just kidding…but I did all but quit…

Experts say o.c.d. is not really a problem unless it affects those around you. Drugs are prescribed in the most severe of cases and if I liked doctors or drugs would probably be a good candidate. What is my compulsion you may ask? Sorry, not telling until you tell me yours! hahahahahahahahahahah!!! You moron!!!

The easiest way to find out what your obsessive/compulsive trait is to go to the person you love and trust the most, and is also honest to a fault and ask them point blank.

This is how you do it: Say, “Honey, I know that you know that I know you love me beyond words and unconditionally, right?” They may say lovingly while smiling and nodding a lot, “Yeah, yeah, yeah--what is it?” This is where you find out if they’re a liar as you gently point out, “There are some eentsy-beentsy little things about you that bug the crappe out of me and while I’m as near to perfect as one can be, is there any minoot thing about me that drives you over the edge?”

When you tell them they have a week or so to think it over and they answer immediately, “Why no babe, you’re as perfect as you’ll ever be!” LIAR!!!

Before I go, let me say, there is something very liberating about wearing your underwear OUTSIDE your clothing!

I have two biggies: Nail biting, and cleaning. Don't get me wrong, I don't have to have a hermetically sealed house or anything, but I can't STAND for junk to be lying about, and for the floor to be crumby and unswept.

i'm waiting for more to weigh in on their ocd before revealing mine...

eyes - you'll never catch up with me!

kelly - squeeze it while he sleeps and then run like hell!

brooke - you'll get over the clean house thing - my friends used to tease me that you could safely make soup in my toilets i was such a clean freak - and then came the little ones...but, it still hate fingerprints on any glass in the house!

Nanc: "I'm sorry, your honor, but they just couldn't ever be as perfect as I wanted so I had to kill them. Don't you see!!! Weep, weep, weep, boo-hoo-hoo!"

Judge/Jury: I understand. You were the real victim. Your husband put too much burden on you and society made you feel inadequate. Let me get you some Zanex, a compassionate psychiatrist, and clear you of all charges!

Nanc,Happy birthday! I was reading comments over at MZ's (Andrea Yates article) and saw that this indeed a special day. And a milestone--50. You've got a few years to go before you catch up with me. LOL.

MadZ- I'll get you later!Nanc- You're Nancpop just wants you to know that you are the jewel in his crown! neener neener!Warren- I procrastinate too! Oh, Nanc, if it doesn't come out even I get the heebie-jeebies til I get the scratches evened out!

Alright, Nanc, look what you've started! First it was "innocent" Oh Boo moments, now o.c.d.! What are you up to? Blackmail? Or just trying to feel better about yourself? hehehe You're right about wearing the underwear on the outside! How about my compulsion to feed teens? I see 'em, at my house, I feed 'em!Good morning and G*D bless all us imperfect people, we need it!

tmw - i'm not going to analyze your condition. but i have noticed that my slightly overweight friends have always tried to force food on me - you don't have a weight problem and want everybody else to have one, do you? food therapy?

speaking of food therapy - i pigged out at olive garden yesterday! i like the old spaghetti factory much better though. my food has to come out even.

It's all those teenage boys with rumbling stomachs, or the plaintive, "I'm STARVING!" I'm a mother bird, the mouth is open, in goes the food!Actually, I've been losing weight!I guess the food I would eat I'm passing off on the guys so I won't eat it!

that is also a point i was trying to make, cube. everybody is overdiagnosed. american pharmaceutical companies spend approximately 90 - that's 90 BILLION DOLLARS pushing drugs each year in the u.s. and we so willingly buy into it.

I don't get the OCD thing though.Every time I count to 500, before starting my car, I think about my 6 previous wives, who told me after I asked why they decided to dump me - You count too much.W#hat's wrong with them?

For many years of my life in high school and college I suffered through symptoms. I finally got diagnosed my senior year in college, 2001, as having OCD. So, I've been taking medicine for it ever since.

My son comes from a long line of ADHD males and they're proud of it! He was ADHD in the womb, don't ask what that felt like! We had him on meds.(tiniest dose, ONCE a day) none on weekends or holidays or summer! At 10 he was off, totally because he had to learn self control, now he's reaching out to a younger boy in Youth group who is even worse, mostly due to disfuntional family life! It is his ministry to reach out to the unlikable and messed up! Putting feet on the gospel! I'm so proud of him I could bust!warren- Anybody with any creativity or intelligence is likely to go bonkers with the "make work" policies of public school! I was always in trouble because I was so bored I would walk to other childrens desks and talk to them! One of the reasons I homeschool!Good morning and G*D bless all imperfect people(even Nanc)!

Warren,I have no doubt that in the present climate of public education that I would have been diagnosed as ADD and medicated.

Truthfully, I was bored stiff and unchallenged.

I became the class brat in sixth grade. I was bored! Seventh grade was a bit of a challenge, but not much. Because I was in a private school not averse to flexibility, my mother and the director had me skip eighth grade. Once in 9th, I had plenty to do until 11th, at which point I "started up" again toward the end of the term. Problem solved: In my senior year, the director had me teach phonics classes in the afternoon. I even got paid!

TMW,My son comes from a long line of ADHD males...! He was ADHD in the womb...

A real case, IMO.

And homeschooling works well for ADD and ADHD. In my classes, I vary the routine enough so that my "specials"--both ADD/ADHD and brilliant ones who have no trouble focusing--aren't bored. My students say that I'm unpredictable. LOL.

AoW- I'm ADD, so is my daughter, but it is solved by consistancy, love, discipline, love, redirecting, love...and especially, love!I can relate to your troubles, I was in public schools on AF bases until jr. high! After 1 yr. Mom put me in a private school for 3 yrs., by the time I graduated from a public high school, I already had all my graduating credits! That's why my son is doing the GED, so he can get out and DO, before he goes nuts!

thank you so much, drummaster - our daughter, a percussionist, taps incessantly - and being a mathmatician counts beats for every single thing. she's beautiful and perfect in all ways. i've never thought she had a disorder and refuse to believe it now.

o.t. - i had a big old "boo" moment today when we got home...that's why we're back here...

Nanc,go to australiaJest let me know WHEN.All I can offer is a guest room in our house and meals to keep your energy on a level sufficient to see all these great places around Sydney.And our company of course(me Missus, meself and me pussy cats).Oh, BTW might've imagined the other six wives.Don't know why buy sometimes I just KNOW my previous name was Henry.

Watch out Felis! Nanc loves kittykabobs! Count kitties before and after visit! Nanc- Don't bring and platypuses home, they have nasty tempers and the males have poison spurs on their back legs, or ignore me completely! They might be good for scaring off and illegal aliens who might decide to park on your mountain!Good morning and G*D bless!

i cannot take credit for that, kelly - warren put it up and i stand with anybody who stands by israel. beamish the show-off put two up - he's always one step ahead. it has something to do with time travel.

that is so sweet, brooke! i'm not the best guest though - it's the mint on the pillow thing i'm having a hard time getting over - oh yeah, and my pajamas having to be folded into origami shapes. other than that, i'm okay.

Nanc- The glasses and plates are here, the refridgerator is there, have at!The origami pajamas are no problem, it depends on the shape they assume when tossed in the air! What flavor mints? Here's a lb. bag! The beach is thataway! Any questions?Good morning and G*D bless!

ODG, aow! we had a neighbor just like that in california - last name wilson and whenever he'd be outside cleaning his deck or pool, my husband would say, "speedo alert!" five years of highlights - sigh...he had an orange speedo that would make your heart skip a beat or seven. it's a dayam good thing we appreciate the true beauty of nature at nanchouse!

And, really, The Hunk was a great guy--not a skirt chaser. So none of the husbands were jealous. They liked him too!

One interesting fact I didn't mention: he was a nudist. I learned early on to call first before going over there to harvest his garden or pick some fruit from his little orchard. He had a huge vegetable garden, with plenty to share.

Ah, G*D is an artist! A really well put together male does cause a little fluttery feeling. Wildlife watching can be a beautiful thing!Unfortunately, some of the wildlife wannabes don't measure up to the real deal! When you get 300+ euro males changing clothes on the beach...Happened to some friends at a restaraunt on Cocoa Bch. pier, they lost their appetites, they couldn't cover their eyes because they were busy covering their children's! Ugh!Good morning and G*D bless!(especially after that mental vision)

Wow, Nanc... how is it I never came here before? I usually read through all the comments, but 76 is a bit much! :)

Is biting your nails "obsessive-compulsive" disorder? I think it is, and my daughter has it. She bites them into little stubs. She's done that all of her life and it used to drive me nuts, but anymore I just ignore it. She had false nails attached for two weeks and it almost drove her nuts that she couldn't bite them.

Happy belated birthday, Nanc. May you live long and well! :)

Oh... I almost forgot to mention that I love that "Troll Abortion" thingy in your sidebar! ROTFALMAO!

don't laugh - at least not to my face, but i CANNOT eat a sandwich without putting it down between EACH AND EVERY bite to wipe my hands and mouth with a napkin! it makes for a very long lunch sometimes...